Composed on 22nd Nov 1994
I am a child of twelve
In a reddish-green hostel
With no friend nor enemy
All I hate is only me
No one to share my sorrow with
A lonely place does only fit
The sorrowful tears come rolling by
Till my sorrows reach the sky
From up the sky my Friend sees
And comforts me by His death
Now I am jumping happy and gay
With the love of Jesus on my face
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